Great Falls tribune. [volume] (Great Falls, Mont.) 1885-1890, 1887-01-22

til we reached the cabin he said nothing
more.
Glove, its a pretty hard story I'm going
to tell you" he said as he sat down on &
stool in the cabin, "but every family's got
their black sheep.
"Long before Allen came to Virginia.
| Waters tried to shine up to Barbara. She
| wouldn't have him, and he left our part OF
the country. Allen comes from Kentucky
on a visit, spanked Barbara, come back in
| a year an married her. The night of the
| wedding when we were all dancing, a fell
| low asst me at the yard door who's married,
| cousin Bah says I, and says he, who's the
| groom? Bill Allen from Kentucky | told
him. [ was going to enquire who he was
but he slipped away an it set me a study
ing. The fellow looked pore, IN had a
long beard an | didn't know him, but
somehow I thought and thought stronger
it must be Waters. Nobody saw Waters
around the country an | forgot all about it
till ye told me down on the ranch. | went
back to Indiana an staid there awhile, an
then came to California"
s.The man wa excited. and as he told
the story of his cousins earlier days, he
expressed himself in provincialisms of va
rious localities, all dashed with a streak Of
California idiom, which rendered his talk
peculiarly interesting.
On our way down to Mrs. Carolan's we
saw Wardeld again: he was pretty well on
in his cups and as we passed him he said
nothing but with drunken leer gazed Gu
riously at my companion.
The afternoon was a glorious one. We
went over to the claim and out of the sluice
boxes I picked out several specimens the
largest of which almost heart shaped [
gave to Nettie.
After supper while Brown was busily
engaged with Carolan, and in response to
her expressed desire to, take a walk, Net
tie and | started for q stroll.
The moon was bright in the eastern sky.
It was almost as light as day. A gentle
breeze stirred the pines lazily as we stroll
ed down the main road and then up the
long trail.
It was early yet and as we passed blythe
coming to the camp we were eyed
with almost questioning wonder. She
noticed it and as we reached a point op-
.osite a fallen pine, said:
Cant we sit down for a moment there"
as she pointed to the PROSTATE trunk.
We sat down. It was less than fifteen
psees from the trail, and in plain view of
the town. We sat but for a moment, and
shen apparently actuated by a sense of the
seeming improperly of our position she
arose, saying:
Shall we resurn?
I assented, and in five minutes we had
descended the hill, and as Brown came out
she said:
"Good night, Mr.. Love-"
It was useless for me to deny it, ever to
I was in love; and as lay awake
that night reviewing her words N the road
Ind trail, her maidenish modesty at the
pine, the growing tenderness in the
of her letters to me ] felt certain that
t only required a tender word and loving
.ook on my part to discover that she reeip-
.ocated the feeling.
There seemed to be more than usual
oustle in town the succeeding night, as
with Nettie on my arm we walked up the
main street to Justice Magills's Office where :.
his desk kept a book containing the
precious accounts pertaining to the mule
'esrn. jim Briggs was there. Magill and
Brown were present and it required only
he presence of Miss Nettie Allen {minor)
md myself to complete the quorum for
he transaction of business. The bill of
ale was read by Magill, and upon verbal
Of Brown and Miss Allen, I sign
I'd it. Jim Briggs was now sole owner of